My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

He really couldn’t understand how could there be such a ruthless mother in this world. That’s not just a kitten or puppy, that’s her own flesh and blood.

He took out his daughter’s schoolbag, and found the books inside just as they had been, untouched. His daughter had to do housework, cook for the family, and babysit a seven-year-old child. They really treated his daughter as if she were an adult.

He took the schoolbag and walked out.

Wei Jiani was still wailing uncontrollably. On the other side, Huang Aimei and Sang Zhilan were still going at each other, their clothes completely torn. They were both beaten black and blue, but they didn’t stop.

Tang Zhinian walked up to Wei Tian, but Wei Tian dodged to the side.

“A man who cannot even protect his own woman is a pathetic excuse for a man.”

His words made Wei Tian’s face turn pale.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to help; he didn’t know how. Huang Aimei was a typical rural woman. He was an educated man, a scholar, a gentleman. How could he hit a woman?

But at this moment, that woman was scratching at his wife’s face and tearing at her clothes.

Huang Aimei had her fill of the fight. Although she had taken some hits, Sang Zhilan had suffered more. She never lost a fight before, or else how would she, an outsider, dare to throw her weight around in the Zhang Family? No one else had the guts to provoke her.

“Pah!” She spit on the ground and, her eyes darted between Wei Tian and Wei Jiani’s faces, “Zhinian, now there’s a real man. If he wasn’t, how else could he have bedded your woman?”

Her words were harsh and lacked all semblance of integrity, something a typical person wouldn’t dare to say. But Huang Aimei wasn’t typical. She dared to utter any thought that came to mind, without any self-restraint.

She tutted, her gaze landed on Wei Jiani’s face “Well… no wonder..”

She smirked and her words grew increasingly challenging.

“Zhinian, does this brat resemble Sang Zhilan or what? To me, she’s no one else’s child but clearly Sang’s own daughter. Looks like all that money you spent over the years has been spent bringing up someone else’s kid. You’ve been made a cuckold.”

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Sang Zhilan’s eyes were red as she yelled at Huang Aimei. Her nervousness and rage were more than evident, she was trying to cover up an inconvenient truth.

However, some things can’t be inverted simply by uttering a few words. It’s undeniable that Wei Jiani does resemble Sang Zhilan.

Tang Zhinian’s hand at his side clenched. His heart was pounding in his chest, like he was suppressing something. Sang Zhilan widened her eyes in alarm, ran to Wei Tian, and held Wei Jiani, who was sobbing for breath, tightly in her arms.

Her face had been scratched by Huang Aimei. No matter how good their relationship had been, things had turned sour now.

Tang Zhinian’s lips tightened, and his heart ached.

He had long lost his love for Sang Zhilan, but what he could not tolerate most was Sang Zhilan’s abuse of his daughter.

“Ha…” he mocked himself and was full of resentment.

“Sang Zhilan, from now on, you live your life and I’ll live mine. You’d better stay out of my sight, or I won’t let you off,” He put his hand on the table where was a half-eaten breakfast.

With a bang, he overturned the table. They dare to eat. Can they still stomach their food? Have they ever cared about my Yuxin? After beating the child like that, they can still eat? I hope they choke.

He had always believed that all people were good at heart. Sang Zhilan may not be perfect, but she certainly wouldn’t neglect her own daughter.

But today, he finally understood. Some people’s hearts aren’t made of flesh. They’re made of stone or rather they have no heart at all.

This sudden action scared Wei Tian and his family. Even Wei Jiani hid in her mother’s arms and didn’t dare cry.

“Sang Zhilan, from now on, my daughter has nothing to do with you,” Tang Zhinian stood up. His voice came from his chest, like a stone, smashing directly into Sang Zhilan’s chest.

Such a woman is unworthy to be a mother.

Huang Aimei spit towards the doorway.

“A disgrace, an embarrassment.”

She snorted. This time, she had really taken the bait. Clearly, it was the cunning Sang Zhilan who had dug a pit for her to jump into. Who knew she had such a trick up her sleeve?

As soon as Huang Aimei returned to the village, she spread the word, saying that the daughter of the man Sang Zhilan married looked exactly like Sang Zhilan herself and claimed that she was someone else’s child. Clearly, she was her own daughter.

Did she take everyone for fools, thinking they were blind?

No wonder she could bear to be so cruel to her own daughter.

Doesn’t she have more daughters other than Tang Yuxin?

Everyone was now sympathetic towards Tang Zhinian. How could such an honest man have encountered such a woman? At the same time, they decried the Sang family, especially Seven Auntie who had been the matchmaker. A woman can be tolerable even if she isn’t good-looking or can’t do housework, but infidelity is a major issue.

Seven Auntie had been matchmaking people for a lifetime and had never encountered anything like this. In the old days, this would have warranted being thrown into a pig cage. Who would want her as a matchmaker after this incident involving Sang Zhilan? Wasn’t this tantamount to cutting off people’s livelihood?

In this era, daring to cut off people’s livelihood was akin to killing their parents.

Seven Auntie, with her once foot-bound feet, went straight to the village where the Sang family lived. In front of the Sang family’s door, she scolded them for not knowing how to teach their daughter, saying that their daughter was capricious and promiscuous. She abandoned her eldest daughter and had a child with another man.

The entire village gathered around; some were talking, some were laughing.

Everyone loved a good spectacle, especially this sort of scandal.

The Sang Family all looked terribly embarrassed, their faces like buttocks, just waiting to be trampled on.

The reputation of the Sang family was completely ruined. Who would dare to associate with them in the future? The wives of the Sang Family’s sons, shamed, returned to their parents’ homes, where their in-law’s deeds became known.